Thursday, December 30, 2010

I CANNOT keep up with the days anymore. Between the holidays, my husband's days off, and traveling, my internal calendar is done for. I have it on good authority that today is Thursday, and that tomorrow is New Year's Eve. I'll get around to a picture-packed post once life returns to normal, I promise.

Tomorrow is the last day of 2010. Raise your hand if you're as stunned by this as I am. When I was in elementary school, a very dear friend of the family told me something I didn't believe at the time but now know all too well to be the truth: when you are young, a day seems like a year, but when you are older and have responsibilities, a year seems like a day. Wise words, very wise. The years pass like days now, especially since there is a little boy in our lives. Every now and then I catch myself looking at him and wondering how the passage of time must feel from his perspective. I've long since forgotten those days.

I'm not going to make a post about all the resolutions we're making in this house - possibly because I don't want to be rereading this blog in March with my head in my hands thinking I had to have lost my damn mind or needed more caffeine or SOMETHING when those resolutions seemed like a good idea. No sir, I believe in accountability, so you will be left to imagine for yourself what a toddler-herding, treadmill-running (these days, anyway), clutter-despising *HINT HINT* woman such as myself resolves to do in 2011. The spouse, on the other hand, refuses to make resolutions despite my telling him that doing so is, in effect, making a resolution and not issuing his barbaric yawp, middle finger extended, to "the man". At least he gets to save face 6 weeks from now, right?

Days of auld lang syne. Happy 2011, y'all - I'll start the year with a post, or do my best to.

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Oh wow. Has it really been since NOVEMBER? I haven't updated since NOVEMBER? Rest assured it hasn't been because I've got nothing to say - that would be on par with the apocalypse. LOL. Or not.

It's December 23rd, and all through our padI'm scurrying and working to make the holiday rad.I need to go run, can I please find the time?I'll hit up the Y if the kid's feeling fine.The gifts are all wrapped, the laundry is dryingThe toddler is napping and no one is crying.There's a suitcase to pack, but still wash to be doneA gingerbread latte? Heck yeah, I'll have one!The ducks, they are thawingThe mail should be hereCan't wait till this evening, I'm having a beer. (or two)

Actually, I'm looking forward to tomorrow. Christmas Eve is my favorite day of the year, without question. Mi esposo is not working tomorrow, which means I get to sneak out of the house early and get some outdoor mileage in.

Speaking of running, which I seem to have on the brain today for whatever reason, I've chosen my next BIG running project.....

The 2011 Philadelphia Half Marathon!!!!!

I got to looking around on running websites and realized race weekend is the weekend before Thanksgiving. How convenient for them to hold that race then, when it's the in-laws' year to have us visit for the holiday! I think I'll be checking that one off my bucket list of run.

With that note, I hear a stirring Snoog. My "me time" has come to an end. Sigh. Mommy duty calls.